And I miss you so much,
the ribs seem to shrink and engrave themselves on the caged heart,
squeezing, hurting, crushing the little, throbbing heart
And I hope for tears that never seem to start
while my whole being sobs uncontrollably.

Stop breathing …

hoping for the pain to end and
the heart rips itself to pieces to escape the cell
or worse
turn cold as stone to not feel any hurt again, anymore.

Start breathing…